Two days later, on the 14th, the Authority of the Swamp will emerge.

This time, he will fully master the power that belongs to him.

This has been in progress for several days, but now it's time for the final touches.

Clear all the obstacles.

Time passed quickly, and amidst the bustling of Weilu City, it quietly reached midnight of October 14th.

The moon hung high in the sky, its light overpowering the starlight.

The cold, watery light poured down, draping the swamp in a light veil, like a sleeping Flower Fairy, with the daytime heat completely dispelled.

20 kilometers east of Weilu City, from a bird's-eye view, a blood-colored land suddenly covers the swamp.

On it, the roots of 40 tall trees pierced through the flesh and blood ground, firmly rooting themselves in the earth below.

The leaves swayed with the night breeze, occasionally making a rustling sound, adding a melody to the silent swamp.

At the center of the land of flesh and blood, a tall tomb stood quietly.

Against the backdrop of the blood-colored earth, it appeared desolate and terrifying.

But the flowers symbolizing life blooming on the tomb made the scene somewhat eerie.

A handsome human youth stood quietly beside the tomb, wearing a blood crown, with an ink-black cloak fluttering behind him, making a hunting sound.

Standing there, he seemed to be the center of the world, exceptionally conspicuous.

His demeanor was elegant yet majestic and solemn, like a king who could decide the fate of a nation's subjects.

Every move exuded the aura of an upper position.

It was the aura of supreme power, leaving those of lower position only to kneel and gaze upwards.

Behind him were terrifying headless creatures, horned demons, ogres with mechanical limbs embedded in their backs, and human warriors holding war sabers with steadfast gazes...

The aura emanating from each one was suffocating.

These are the Hunters of the Wilderness who feed on life!

The Authority of the Swamp will appear on the morning of October 14th, 20 kilometers east of Weilu City, attracting the attention of a Level 16 Flying Dragon as well as numerous swamp creatures.

5 Stars, Orange-grade intelligence!

Lear looked at the 5-star intelligence that had been updated in mid-August, his gaze somewhat complex.

Two months ago, this information brought him immense pressure.

That Flying Dragon was like the Sword of Damocles ready to fall at any moment!

Level 16, such a level in Lorand City, the center of the Northern Province, nearly meant a powerful figure!

The aura was suffocating, and at that time, he had just entered the swamp.

Even enemies of Level 7 or 8 made him feel overwhelmingly pressured.

But who would have thought, in just two short months, the situation had quietly reversed.

In his mind again flashed the scene of just arriving at the swamp and seeing the figure that flew by mid-air, making the entire swamp tremble.

His gaze became profound and fervent.

Now he is ready—

Dragon Hunting!

Level 16, so what?!

In front of today's Weilu City, how fierce can you still be?!

Time trickled by, the night becoming cooler.

Lear waited silently.

As the moon rose high in the sky, it started to gradually dim.

Then it completely extinguished.

Looking around, the entire starry sky was no longer visible.

The darkest time is before the sun rises.

Everything around turned imperceptible, reaching out the hand, and the fingers were no longer visible.

The air became somewhat oppressive.

It was not clear how long it passed; it felt like a moment or several centuries.

A sliver of light rose from the horizon, like a sharp long sword slicing through the endless darkness.

Light always seems to bring a sense of security.

The atmosphere around noticeably relaxed a bit.

The light on the horizon gradually thickened, slowly tearing apart the night goddess's skirt.

Lear waited silently until... an orange-red fireball rose on the horizon.

The swamp's faint mist reflected the rosy glow, appearing somewhat dreamlike.

At the moment when the newborn sun fully emerged from the swamp, a crisp sound of glass shattering echoed.

The void above the land of flesh and blood suddenly burst open.

Countless space fragments scattered like mirrors.

Reflecting the orange-red sun above, the entire sky seemed filled with small fireballs.

Rumbling ~

A sound like muffled thunder resonated from the pitch-black void.

A sudden surge of unspeakable fear rose in the hearts of the heroes behind.

It seemed as if a great demon was emerging, ready to tear the world apart.

Instinctively looking up, an ancient aura, full of ancient times, bore down.

It seemed to cross through time and shatter space as it arrived.

Like a ten-thousand-foot mountain collapsing, like an infinite sea overturning, like thousands of great rivers roaring.

The aura swept through the heavens and the earth, penetrating the Mire Swamp at a storm-like speed, spreading over hundreds of kilometers into the Wilderness before gradually halting.

The beings above the Wilderness were alarmed.

The timid ones were scared, trembling on the ground, almost burying their heads in the soil.

Some powerful wild beasts were first startled, then filled with intense greed in their eyes.

Amidst that majestic aura, they sensed unique power, like a great nourishment.

From deep within their bloodstreams arose a deep yearning.

They felt that if they could devour that power, they could transform, achieving ultimate enhancement.

Instinctively, the beings of the Wilderness began to surge toward the direction of the imposing aura...

At the moment that majestic aura surged forth, in Lear's mind, the shattered Swamp Divine Format suddenly radiated dazzling light.

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